Yanda - Rags 2 Riches lyrics

Ahh Yeah.. Tell 'em. Morphic. (Yanda) Hidden Thoughts Yoh, let's spazz widd it. ((Verse)) I can't wait to tell ma mama i made it yoh I can't wait to tell the world I'm ready for 'em Picture me in suit with 'em fly G'z on IG blazin blunts in front of the world's eye G They said i'd never make it coz i'm me Just coz i don't emitate what thee rappers be on B I got my slimes, not knowin' the boy's from the slums but chill cuz, my concious is straight coz i'm after the stacks Pile 'em up, and fill ma gla** with that lean gas on ma tracks I'ma G and i don't skeem all these weak leds i need cash on ma sleeves, and i need stacks for ma new kicks gotta pay all 'em fees bruh better yet i don't need stress Rags be the motive resources lack on the service I'm cla**ic pay for ma time brother lessons checked on the day, i managed K's the greatest when i lost a friend on ma birthday but then i aimed for that target a sniper bullet your forehead || ((Chorus-Yanda)) If your dreams don't scare you then they're not big enough yeah.. Mama said hip hop should be my enemy, Daddy said I should keep my enemies close, so I kept it close, started from the bottom now i'm here, from rags to riches, Yeah. ((Verse)) Its funny how the money coming in from different angles, seems like 'em Angels is finally looking out for the niqqa, feels like I'm blessed, motivated however but still stuck on starvation tryna eat with this gift that i was given I been tryna live my life pleasin' others Money's tryna get my mind of these groupies Spended my entire life smoking roofies Never ever thought about grabbin' cookies smashin' rookies, mind exquisite Made it out the second grade keen to make it In it for the paper stacks never changin', just tell 'em that.. The boy 's grown makin' decisions on ma own It was a while ago went to bed at 4 in the mornin' Makin' waves and ideas i'm tryna fight poverty At the age of 25 i'll have my own property You got a problem? Homie tell me 'bout it i'm 'bout me ma niqqaz snatch your idea man in 5 minutes 5 weeks, been blazin' blunts with 'em real G'z i skeem and sh*t it seems like i ain't done yet then i ain't goin' home (coz) ((Chorus-Yanda)) If your dreams don't scare you then they're not big enough yeah.. Mama said hip hop should be my enemy, Daddy said I should keep my enemies close, so I kept it close, started from the bottom now i'm here, from rags to riches, Yeah. ((Chorus-Yanda)) If your dreams don't scare you then they're not big enough yeah.. Mama said hip hop should be my enemy, Daddy said I should keep my enemies close, so I kept it it close, started from the bottom now i'm here, from Rags to riches, Yeah.. *End of Track*